Asuru God Soul

On the second floor of the tavern, on the East table, a tall, muscular warrior with a face full of flesh is holding his arms and turning up his mouth, showing a proud look.

His name is Fang Ji. He is a martial artist from Dongfang mansion and southern city.

He was also present at the cultivation test in the morning. The original Fangji looked at Chu Xingyu with incomparable respect.

But when Chu Xingyu's cultivation test results came out, everything changed.

The world of martial arts, the strong is respected.

A figure from the four colleges they looked up to, unexpectedly, reached the eight levels of respect for martial arts, and even he was slightly inferior to himself.

A weak person is not only unworthy of public respect, but also unqualified to stay beside him.

Especially such a weak guy has been favored by the princess.

The jealousy that was driving him crazy made Fang Ji's eyes extremely gloomy.

Hearing the ridicule of Chu Xingyu from the public in the tavern, he wanted to say something, but when his eyes moved, he saw a familiar young figure.

"What did you just say, the waste of magic night college is with us?"

The people who were laughing at the students of magic night college were stunned.

There are many places to test cultivation. These martial artists in the tavern didn't test cultivation with Chu Xingyu. Naturally, they don't know what the teenager looks like.

"Right in front of you!"

The tall martial artist's Square skill, stretched out his hand and pointed to Chu Xingyu with strong fingers.

The people's eyes immediately moved to Dongfang Wuji and Chu Xingyu.

The young man in white had white complexion and symmetrical figure. He didn't have the strong physique of a strong man. Suddenly, someone flashed a look of contempt in his eyes.

"It turns out that this boy is Chu Xingyu. He seems to have a flat temperament, but that's all."

"Phase is born from the heart. This boy doesn't give me a strong feeling."

"How can this kind of person come out of the super College of magic night college and tease me?"

After knowing that Chu Xingyu was the student who represented the magic night college, they were a little stunned, and their disdain became louder.

However, ridicule belongs to ridicule, but no one dares to do anything special.

After all, Chu Xingyu is a matter for the weak. They just heard about it and didn't see it with their own eyes. Everything is still in doubt.

Fang Ji strode past. He wanted to tell everyone with facts that Chu Xingyu from magic night college was a weak person who was worse than them.

Standing in front of the table, Fang Ji bent down and looked at Chu Xingyu with the eyes of mole ants with a strong chill.

"Waste, you are not only unworthy to take the magic night college, but also unworthy to stay here. Now, get down!"

When he called Chu Xing rain rolling down, his finger did not point to the stairs of the tavern, but pointed out the window.

Chu Xingyu, a weak person, only deserves to go out of the window, not take the stairs

"You drink your wine and I eat my meal. I think Chu Xingyu hasn't provoked you!"

Chu Xingyu gently put his chopsticks on the table, and his voice seemed quite calm.

People familiar with teenagers know that this is a precursor to teenagers' rage.

And Fang Ji is not familiar with the youth. He thinks Chu Xingyu is afraid.

The boy's calm made him feel like a soft persimmon.

Since it is a soft persimmon, it is inevitable to be pinched.

The trick of bullying the soft and fearing the hard. The softer the persimmon, the harder he pinches.

So he intensified.

"Our tavern will be contracted out tonight to select places in the competition circle. Do you deserve to stay here?"

Dongfang mansion and southern cities are here tonight to select places to participate in the election circle. The trick is to be sent here to recognize the field in advance.

"One last word, get out!"

Fangji smashed his fists at the table and spilled wine all over the floor.

"I know what you want to do!"

"Don't you just think I'm weak, and I'm a student from magic night college, so you look very proud to suppress me, don't you?"

Chu Xingyu sneered and immediately stood up.

On the face of the young man in white, there was still a light wind and light clouds.

"To be honest, you are just some insignificant ants and mosquitoes in front of me. I really don't want to pay attention to the sound you make."

With his hands on his back, the young man spread out in the audience in an instant.

Chu Xingyu glanced at everyone present.

Such a calm look, I do not know why, suddenly gave birth to a touch of cold on their backs.

The martial artists who mocked Chu Xing's severe rain just now shook their heads. They wanted to dispel the chill.

Now, they feel that they are hallucinating. How can a small eight fold warrior who respects the martial arts have such a great ability to go against the sky and make his back cold!

"I despised it, but I was bitten by an ignorant ant."

Chu Xingyu looked at the square skill in front of him.

"Now, I'll give you a chance to knock my head ten times, and then roll out of the window. I can ignore what happened tonight."

"Knock your head ten times and roll out of the window?"

Fang Ji smiled. He seemed to hear a big joke: "you are a waste of the eighth weight of the martial arts realm. You dare to let me get out of the ninth weight of the martial arts realm."

"Boy, it's crazy!"

"Now, it depends on who lets who get out!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sinister square skill punched Chu Xingyu's temple.

The eyes of the people were frozen, and Yuanshi town allowed Bidou to exist. As long as it didn't cause human life, it would be OK.

Although Chu Xingyu's life would not be saved if Fang Ji's fist went on, the boy was hit on the temple by him. He must have lost all his cultivation and paralyzed in bed.

Fangji, how cruel!

Due to the sudden incident and the rapid speed of boxing, the boy in white didn't have time to make too many reactions. At this time, he just raised his hand gently.

The boy wanted to use the palm of his hand to block the full blow of Fangji.

A mantis is a cart. How can it be stopped.

Fangji, about to succeed.

The crowd wanted to see the Fangji punch the boy out of the window.

Pop!

Fang Ji hit Chu Xingyu's palm with his powerful fist.

Chu Xingyu's palm was not smashed like everyone imagined.

But did not move at all.

It's blocked!

How is this possible???

Everyone looked incredible. The square skill punch had a force of tens of thousands of kilograms. It was still difficult to resist positively, but the white boy gently raised his hand and blocked the thunder blow.

"Let go of me!"

At this time, his face was red.

He had a frightened expression on his face. Only he knew how shocked it was that his fist hit Chu Xingyu's palm.

The palm of a teenager's hand is like a sponge.

After his fist with ten thousand pounds smashed into it, not only did he have no response, but his fist was still deeply trapped.

The strength of teenagers is far from as simple as it seems.

At this time, he wanted to take his fist out of the boy's tighter and tighter palm.

The young man seemed to hold his fist gently. Only he knew how strong the young man's palm was. His fist was about to be crushed.

"Let go of you?"

Chu Xingyu sneered and said, "it's late!"

With that, Chu Xingyu pressed the back of Fang Ji's head and smashed it on the table.